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[Yesung Lee Park]

THIS IS YOUR NIGHT, SO SMILE
Cuz you'll go out in style!

Yesung breathed in a lungful of fresh French air. He exhaled and gazed around the snowy park.

The snow was falling softly, this February afternoon. The lake in the middle of the Parc Monceau was frozen over, and there were couples and tiny children gleefully skating over it. The sound of blades scratching the ice was soothing, making the whole scene look cheerful and warm despite the cold temperatures outside.

Yesung rubbed his hands together for warmth, pulling over his woolen jacket a little tighter. Although normally it would be around 40 degrees this time of the year, the weather had taken a peculiar drop in temperature. Not that Yesung minded of course, he was used to the cold winters back home in Korea. Nothing to be aggravated about, unlike some of his classmates who often complained of the cold.

The black haired boy walked closer to the ice rink sitting down in a wooden bench and contentedly watching the snow scene unfold. He chuckled slightly when a first timer fell over, and gazed in awe as an expert did several leaps. It had been awhile since he'd been ice skating, he didn't want to try since he'd probably be out of practice.

Yesung sat at the bench for a few more minutes until his eyes spied a coffee cart. He got up and walked up to the equally as bundled up male behind the register. "Bonjour. One cappuccino please." he said politely. Yesung patiently waited and recieved his order before promptly bumping into someone.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" he said hastily, bowing slightly , clearly apologetic.

[Amelia Ann Milz]

Amelia walked around the park. She loved everything about it. The natural beauty of the park was so mesmerising. It looked even more beautiful with little drops of snow falling.

She tightened the scarf around her neck a little and pulled it upwards so it could cover her mouth. She looked around and watched as some ice skaters started to skate. She had never ice skated in her life before but it looked so beautiful and graceful when experts did it.

She breathed in the air, trying to smell but her nose was blocked. She didn't like it one bit. Her mother had warned her to stay out of bad weather but Amelia loved it. She loved the little drops of snow that fell and how they made everything seem so peaceful. She loved the colour as it seemed so pure and untouched.

She walked more, not noticing where she was going. Suddenly she banged into something, or someone to be precise.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" She looked up and saw that it was a guy. She looked down and saw a cappucino in his hands. She looked down at herself and saw that a bit had fallen on her jacket.
"It's alright." She said as she got out a tissue from the shoulder bag she had on herself. She then started to mop up a bit of the cappucino.

[Yesung Lee Park]

SHAKE IT UP IF YOU SWEAR TO LISTEN
Oh so so young desperate for attention

"It's alright."

"Are you sure? Anything I could do?" mumbled Yesung with a worried face. When the stranger had taken out the tissue from her bag, Yesung took it gently from her pale hands. "Please let me do it. It was my fault it spilled on you..."

Trying his best to wipe off the coffee, Yesung wiped the jacket until it was dry, however fairly disappointed that the fallen drink had left a nice stain on it. Throwing the tissue away, he walked back over to the girl, smiling sheepishly. "I really am sorry about your jacket... I'm Yesung Park by the way." He extended out his head in a friendly manner, trying to make amends for his blunder.

"The park's really beautiful this time of year, huh? I enjoy watching the skaters a lot."

[Amelia Ann Milz]

"Are you sure? Anything I could do?" The boy said to her. "No don't worry...."she said but then the boy took the tissue off of her and began wiping the stain on her jacket.

She froze a little. No one had been this close to her since that night and she felt suffocated being near him. She didn't like it at all. But he wasn't doing anything was he. He was not some kind of rapist or anything. So there was nothing to worry about was there?

"Please let me do it. It was my fault it spilled on you..."
"No, not your fault. It was mine. I wasn't looking where I was going."

Amelia waited patiently while the guy tried his best to wipe the stain away. He stopped to look at how much damage he had done to her jacket. There was quite a big stain on it but Amelia didn't mind. One wash in the washing machine and it would go.

"I really am sorry about your jacket... I'm Yesung Park by the way."
Amelia looked up and saw the guys' hand stretched out. She took it, slightly shaking, since she hadn't come close to a boy in a long time. "Don't worry about it. It's just a little stain. I'm Amelia Milz." She said.

She let go of his hands and was glad. She had been able to talk to a person in a long time. She had stopped ever since what happened to her because they scared her, but she was glaad that she had finally came out of her shell.

"The park's really beautiful this time of year, huh? I enjoy watching the skaters a lot."
She looked up at the boy and said, "Uhh...Yeah. It's really beautiful. Calm, natural, beautiful..." She trailed off. "Yeah, the skaters are really good too. They're really graceful."

[Yesung Lee Park]

X'S ON THE BACK OF YOUR HANDS
Wash them in the bathroom to drink like thebands

"Don't worry about it. It's just a little stain. I'm Amelia Milz."

Yesung smiled. He thought it quite odd however that she was shaking as he shook her hand, but didn't give much thought to it. "Oh, you have a nice name. Are you American?" He inquired. Amelia's last name and face didn't look like a French girl.

"Uhh...Yeah. It's really beautiful. Calm, natural, beautiful... Yeah, the skaters are really good too. They're look really graceful."

Yesung grinned, nodding his head in agreement. The black haired boy glanced back at the skating rink. He turned to Amelia once more. "If you've got some time to kill, you want to come skate with me? I haven't skated in awhile, so I'm a little rusty."

The Korean boy stared up at the sky. The snowflakes were coming down much slower now, the gray sky not letting up. He walked over to a trashcan to dump his wasted coffee, smiling gently at Amelia, extending his hand out to her in invitation.

[Amelia Ann Milz]

"Oh, you have a nice name. Are you American?"
"No, not American. I'm English. But I don't know that much French because I took Spanish in school."
She smiled slightly at him. She didn't know what to make of him just yet. He did seem like a nice person, but anyone could change in a moment when they wanted to.

He started to nod as she described the way snow was to her. She didn't know what to do next. So when he suggested if she wanted to skate, Amelia felt a bit nervous. She had never skate before in her life. She didn't know what to say.
"Umm...I don't really know how to skate." She mumbled quietly. She liked skating, but she had never done it before in her life. It seemed beautiful and graceful, but Amelia could never imagine herself doing twists and dancing like a swan, so she had never tried to learn how to iceskate.